"This man's aura..."
When Steward Han, an Outer Dao Foundation Establishment cultivator, saw Li Chen, his eyes flew wide, and cold sweat poured out uncontrollably.
"Careful, that's..."
"Heavenly King Cloud-Breaking Strike!"
Terrifying Sword Qi cut off his words. Yu Ling's attack pierced his body in an instant, then tore him apart, blasting him into fragments.
The strike's momentum carried on, cutting through still more armored soldiers.
"Pfft!"
Several Confucian Dao disciples suffered violent shocks to their minds. The impact of this crushing defeat sent their blood surging backward toward their hearts, and two even blacked out on the spot.
Li Chen ordered, "Dong Nü, capture them. Make sure to keep them alive."
Dong Nü immediately charged out in spirit-control form. The sword in her hand radiated biting cold, and with each flick of its tip, another Outer Dao cultivator's body froze in ice crystals, rooted to the spot like a statue.
Seeing the situation turn against them, the others hurried to break out in every direction. But the followers Li Chen had brought were no wooden dummies either, and immediately gave chase.
Before long, all the Outer Dao Disciples who had scattered like birds and beasts were captured.
After taking stock, Li Chen was pleased to find that, apart from the few killed in the initial clash and those unlucky enough to be caught in Yu Ling's Heavenly King Cloud-Breaking Strike, everyone else had survived. Those who had thrown down their weapons and surrendered had even escaped entirely unscathed.
"Take a head count, establish their affiliations and the whereabouts of the rest. Don't let anyone fish in troubled waters and seize the chance to escape."
After giving that order, Li Chen rose into the air again and flew back to Chess Mountain Peak.
The next day, Mu Suo returned. Seeing